Solimulla was told to wait for Mr. Madani in a Turkish restaurant at Al Qiblatain. In that restaurant they would have their seheri and talk. Solimulla had no intention to discuss it over the phone. He didn’t have to wait for long. Through the large glass window, he saw his patron’s black limousine entering the restaurant’s parking lot. To let this distinguished businessman know that he was already there, Solimulla waved at Madani. Madani was a six feet tall man. But unlike most of the Saudis, he didn’t possess a huge bulging tummy. He had a white jubbah, the traditional ghutra, and agal over his head. Like always he was in a cheerful mood. During the month of Ramadan, every night he visited this restaurant for his seheri. He loved Turkish foods. It was quite natural for him as his mother was of Turkish descent.
Madani greeted Solimulla with the traditional Arab embrace. “Why do you look so anxious?” he asked. Then he took his seat, and continued, “First you must rely on Almighty, and then you can tell me whatever is troubling you.”
“Of course, a true Muslim always relies on Almighty. After all, we’re nothing without His mercy and generosity.” Solimulla paused for a few seconds, smiled at his host, and then resumed, “Almighty has employed his brother to assist him when this believer is in trouble. Oh, He’s ever so generous, He hears everything, sees everything!”
“Before we start, tell me what you want to eat. The Turkish gyro and the pide of this place are very delicious.”
“The gyro and the pide are same kind of food, any one will do.”
“What else do you want with it?”
“Actually, I’m not thinking about any particular food. Whatever you choose is fine with me.”
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“Okay then, I’m going to order pide, manti and kudsutandil.”
However, Solimulla refrained from discussing the issue as there were other customers around them. After their meal, they used their own vehicles to come to an open field. In this quiet environment, Solimulla disclosed to Madani the issue of Mr. ‘S’. Very attentively Madani followed every word of Solimulla. When Solimulla was done talking, Madani put his hand on his back and took him for a stroll in the open desert. Under the full moon, the desert looked like a grey shawl. The shadows formed by the bushes were scattered all around them. That morning, Madani said quite a few things to Solimulla. His words kept echoing while Solimulla drove back to his residence. He said to Solimulla, “Most of the hardships faced by the Muslims are emanating from one single problem. Muslims are like a ship without a captain. Their destination is being dictated by their adversaries. Those who claim to be their leaders are nothing but a bunch of charlatans. They are no different than the mafia dons of Central America. The Turkish leader is an exception, but how long he is going to last is a big question, as the game to remove him has already begun. In this kind of atmosphere, there are those who want to misguide Muslim youths in the name of jihad. Everyone knows who these characters are, but their names cannot not be uttered. These characters have the means to make their adversaries disappear. In order to continue their tyrannical rule, they are utterly ruthless in utilizing those means. It’s all a part of their plans to spread terror in the name of jihad, not only in Myanmar, but to every corner of the globe. What you’ve just raised is only a tiny part of the big picture. Do you think waging jihad is so easy? A number of criterions must be met before one can evoke the name of jihad. Moreover, once it begins, it is governed by strict rules stipulated by the Holy Prophet. If we are not ready to go by those rules, we have no right to invoke the name of jihad. Unfortunately, that is exactly what many Muslim youths have been doing. This paves the way for those who love to confuse jihad for terror. Therefore, tell Mr. ‘S’ that it doesn’t matter why he wants to contribute, we’re not interested in his contributions anymore. Also tell Qadir to advise the Rohingyas he has already contacted not to tread this treacherous path. It will be a blessing in disguise if donors like Al Hayat stop contributing. It’s a risky proposition accepting contributions from this type of donors. Remember, Almighty is the only provider of provisions, if we lose one donor, Almighty will provide ten donors in its place.”
Madani reassured Solimulla that he would try to find out who actually owned the SIM which was being used to make contacts with Solimulla and Qadir. He was also going to learn more about Al Hayat.